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I’m not a poet,

But I keep you in a notebook,

Memorizing the ways your eyes crinkle when you smile.

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I’m not a poet,

But I daydream like one,

Often thinking of you.

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(And maybe tonight I’ll dream of your starry eyes and levi jeans and the way you look at me)

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I’m not a poet,

But I’m good with words:

I love you.


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